1. O Abu Nazim, your prison is my prison
And I am of you just as you are of me

2. And I am to you in affection wherever one is
Equal in knowledge and guessing

3. I am a vein in your throbbing, living body
And a glimmer of your clinging soul

4. O son of the hunting of men, every dedicated
With youth like a garden, most melodious

5. They legislated the law of melting into people and died
On the sharp edge of the sword

6. O son of the hunting of men, your path is the path
Of hunting, lonesome, winding

7. Of remnants of victims' blood on it
I see the star in deep darkness

8. Like the estuary where the tide pushes
Wave against wave and crushes the slow

9. Its path, do not fear, for every inch
In it of loneliness frightens and discourages

10. O orphan of prisons, not adopted
A backbiter of his Lord, and one who finds fault

11. O gentle when he drinks, and generous
When he gives drink, and creative when he sings

12. O generous with life, he knows that
Glory is like fate, it has no limit in years

13. O melter of sixty, which nights
Have you spent, and which have passed away

14. Which precious treasure, and which gift
Like the sun's rays was not marred with a fault

15. O son of intense courage, and impulsive bone
Like the sword's blade in the sheaths of eyelids

16. Pride prides itself that a lump of flesh...
Encased a confident, tranquil heart

17. O confronter of afflictions, you match with the flood
Its sealing of a tooth against a tooth

18. He plants good in souls and reaps
And is rewarded with evil for it and harvests

19. O Abu Nazim, and the course of manhood
Is a race so take the lead and fold

20. The fathers bequeathed to you what was bequeathed
From ancestors. The inheritance of branches is for the branch

21. Enduring my misery, tyrants have devised
To support a right and watch for the wretched, to fold

22. And persevering in the hell of sins
And delighting in it with the paradise of Eden

23. And life without sustenance, the soul's
Singing in it, the wish of the wisher

24. Behold, eternal glory, not empty claims
The work of a hasty day that passes away and perishes

25. O son of the few awake while the eloquent
On the day of silence are mute

26. They rose in deep darkness, the light of dawn
And they aspired in the wilderness towards shelter

27. O son of the hunting of men, your path is not the path
Of the defeated, from exhaustion and weakness

28. They carry the burdens reluctantly, bent
In gloom walking in sorrow

29. O son of the hunting of men, blessed are you from a
Stubborn, unyielding father to the daring, harsh

30. The storms are passionate about the firm tree
And ignore the pliant saplings

31. The ransom of the submissive, crawling and humiliated
Is what they suffer of torment and prison

32. Misery is born where the free are born
And over the necks of tyrants, the shelter of security

33. Never will the account vanish between ugliness
And beauty, and between praise and curse

34. The meteors and stoning are observed and
The lineage of horses counted, thoroughbred and mixed

35. And the course of misfortunes expels and brings near
And peace be upon your comrades in the

36. Pure battle from every equal and match
O Abu Nazim, and we are the generation's

37. Guides, we show it its path and sing
Partners in a goal, we begin the journey

38. Knowing its horrors and fold
O Abu Nazim, and we are shields

39. When protection is sought, and which shield
Above it from the holes of lance after lance

40. With deep wound from blow and stab
We when pleasures are bought at a price

41. Of the heart's blood, we buy what concerns
We demolish what tyrants built

42. And endure what they demolish and rebuild
We, if the misfortunes have darkened

43. In hopeless gloom, the lamps of wish
O Abu Nazim, and we are the most gentle people

44. By nature, yet we are art's servants
We are what flows in every soul

45. Like drowsiness from every eyelid
A wonder that we are insulted, and

46. Hit, and sold for less than nothing
A wonder that we endure the rule of bullying

47. And suffer the control of the bully
O Abu Nazim, and how many ideas have troubled

48. Only to come up with ideas that do not concern
I am the one you knew, direct

49. In speech, I say what I have and mean
Neither flattering, nor happy with suspicion

50. In desire, nor do I like pretense
I do not care what a spindle spins on it

51. Or what a commentary embroidered on the text
O Abu Nazim, and intercession brings low

52. Every superior with the elevation of the low
Patience is gone, o son of the sea of knowledge

53. Whose raging waves crash with pride
Wretches displaced without shelter

54. And the muteness of birds takes shelter
Are we the ones shaken from the stable land, our

55. Blood watered every epoch?
With victims that fall on every path

56. And graves that cry at every corner
Are we the ones barred from the meadow

57. When we are its protectors against harm?
Are we those on whom the whip

58. Is raised with the suspicion of the suspicious?
Whose whip? The whip of every rotten villain

59. Of impure origin and putrid roots
Are they not born of the best wombs, and not

60. Like you nurtured with the best rock and bosom
O brother of the people in ease and hardship

61. From it, and in joy and sorrow
All your life you did not cease upon

62. Your poverty to give it what grows and enriches
The people's generosity is unlike the clinging

63. To misery, clinging to rotten corpses
Whenever they sedate him, the illness of the patient grows

64. Worse until he weakens
Are not the conscripts from them, and are not

65. Every shield on the day of protection and fortress
And throughout the ages it is the shock of a crown

66. For a misguided doctrine, and a pillar's star
O Abu Nazim, and your prison is my prison

67. And include me in the agony for you that makes me fold
It hurts the soul that I am not equal

68. To deflect the misfortunes from you and me
O son of my love, and the prisoner of jail

69. Is not far from the pledge of distance, trusting
Except that circumstances show a

70. Ugly difference, may it return a mirror of beauty
O Abu Nazim, and if you forget about me

71. It is due to my opponent's blindness, and my own gloom
A bitter laugh that bares my teeth

72. And a wipe of a tear above my cheek
The heart is squeezed under the pressure of concerns

73. Raging, whose claws are sharpened
O Abu Nazim, and how many brave

74. Were led by misfortunes to the stain of cowardice
I have not betrayed, and determination that did not fail me

75. Only because death in the decree
Of men has turned away from me

76. A sigh was shattered upon another sigh
And upon its edge my melody was shattered for me

77. So when I am prepared for it, because in you
I find a motive for singing

78. O Abu Nazim, your prison is my prison
And I am of you just as you are of me